[RAYMOND TOOK A CAUTIOUS STEP TOWARD THE ENTRANCE]
“He’s dead!” exclaimed Raymond. “He must have been just squeezing through when I fired into his mouth and killed him, and he was wedged in too tight to fall.”
“For Heaven’s sake, Ray, think what would have happened if you had done as I said and not fired!”
“Well, I did fire, and nothing happened. But wasn’t that a lucky shot?”
“You always do just what you want to with a gun, Ray, whether it’s light or dark.”
“Oh, this was a chance shot, of course, for I couldn’t see a thing but his eyes. It’s mighty strange that his eyes shone so when it’s so dark.”
“The rock at the back of the cave is white,” said Sidney, “and it must reflect a little light. He could probably see us, though we couldn’t see him.”
“I move we get to bed,” said Raymond; “such scares make me awfully tired.”
“And leave that fellow standing in the door?”
“Why not? He can’t hurt us now.”